Whew!

The old man with the white beard was still asleep, as if he hadn't heard.

Belch.

"Elder Gu has always been such a character, let's wait. ”

The deacon couldn't help but have an embarrassed look on his face.

He is sleeping in an old man's house, who dares to disturb him? Even if the peak master comes here, he has to be polite to his old man.

At this time, the deacon was also a little helpless in his heart, and it seemed that he had to go to the scripture pavilion first!

"Huh?"

At this moment, the white-bearded old man suddenly woke up from his dream, the saliva at the corner of his mouth was still on his beard, and it emitted a crystal light under the refraction of the sun.

The sleepy, slightly chubby, aging face showed a look of confusion, as if he had encountered some confusion.

"This smell is so familiar. ”

I saw the white-bearded old man standing up, twitching his nose and sniffing, with an obsessive expression on his face, and he didn't even have time to wipe the saliva off the corner of his mouth.

In the end, the white-bearded man stopped in front of Song Feng and circled around Song Feng, whether he took a breath, as if he was distinguishing something.

"This ...... Senior, what are you?"

Song Feng suddenly felt a little confused, how could this elder just wake up and make such incomprehensible moves?

Was he looking for something? Did he have what he wanted?

Song Feng couldn't help but have a stomach full of questions.

"Strange, this is too thin, isn't it? impossible, isn't it ......?"

"No, even if you swallow it, you can't hide that strange smell!"

The white-bearded old man ignored Song Feng's words, but returned to the table, muttering something alone.

In this way, it lasted for about ten breaths, and the white-bearded old man also showed a disappointed expression, and then shook his head again, and sighed lightly.

"Huh, what are you guys doing here?"

Finally, Elder Whitebeard raised his head, as if he had just noticed the deacon and Song Feng standing at the door of the Lingbao Pavilion.

The white and slightly chubby face also frowned.

“......”

Song Feng and the three of them suddenly felt suffocated.

The black-clothed deacon's face was also full of embarrassment.

Feelings: Your old man was still in a dream just now? They have walked around us a few times, and now they are asking where we came from and what we are doing.

"Elder Gu, on the orders of Lord Li Feng, I brought these three newly promoted inner disciples to receive the spiritual weapons. ”

Although he was a little helpless, he still didn't dare to look impatient, and still said respectfully.

"Oh, Xiao Li asked you to come, go in, remember that you can only choose on the first floor, and you can't enter the second and third floors. ”

"Hurry up and leave, don't disturb the old man Qingxiu. ”

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he also showed a look of surprise.

Immediately, he waved his hand a little impatiently, and after throwing out a few words, he fell asleep on the table again.

From beginning to end, he didn't wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth.

“......”

Song Feng also didn't know how to say it, such an important place as Lingbao Pavilion was actually handed over to such a random elder to manage.

What if someone came in and stole the artifacts? The peculiar elder treated them like a pile of worthless things, as if they weren't as important as his sleep.

I don't know what those high-level leaders of the Mochizuki Sect think, can it really work?

Xiao Qingzhu and the others also looked at each other.

As for the deacon, he was much calmer, and it was obviously not the first time he had seen such a scene.

"Let's go, I'll take you to choose a spiritual weapon, and leave quickly after choosing, don't disturb Elder Gu and his old man's house to sleep. ”

After that, he walked around the white-bearded elder who was sleeping upside down and walked into the depths of the pavilion.

Song Feng and the three of them also hurriedly followed.

As soon as he walked in, Song Feng was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the attic that looked dilapidated on the outside, among which there was actually another thing, there were rows of shelves inside, and neat spiritual weapons were placed above it, including swords, knives, sticks, guns, axes, and other weapons.

It's all there.

The interior of the first floor of the attic was not at all like the weapon shops in the big city where Song Feng was before, it was full of the smell of turbid metal materials, but it was filled with a faint fragrance.

Song Feng's eyes sharpened and found that there seemed to be a trace of occasional glowing lines on the walls around the attic, which should be the formation of the guardian spirit weapon.

"What a lot of spiritual weapons!"

Guo Long couldn't help but be stunned, and then there was some excitement on his face.

Different from the shocked looks on the faces of Song Feng and Guo Long, Xiao Qingzhu was much calmer.

With his identity, he has seen a lot of spiritual weapons, and this low-grade spiritual weapon everywhere cannot surprise him.

I saw him gently shake the fan, and there was a slight smile on his face, and then he walked to the shelf and began to choose the spiritual weapon that suited him.

"In the future, there will be spiritual weapons to use, I wonder if there are halberd weapons here?"

Looking at Xiao Qingzhu and the others, who had already begun to choose, Song Feng was also a little expectant.

"The lower grade spiritual weapon, the Tianhe War Halberd, the debut of the master of refining, the fire master, can summon a river of spiritual power to the extreme, crush the opponent, and bring additional mental shock, suitable for all martial artists, in addition, the use of water attribute martial artists can have another spiritual power bonus. ”

"This is pretty good, but it's not a water-attribute spiritual power, and it's okay. ”

Song Feng searched for a long time, and finally found a halberd-type weapon on a shelf in the deepest part, picked up a war halberd casually, looked at the note next to it, and immediately shook his head.

He is the spiritual power of the thunder attribute, if he chooses this halberd, it is not cost-effective, it is not suitable for him.

Song Feng also searched for a long time in this pile of war halberds, but did not find a suitable war halberd, and finally found a war halberd shining with a ghostly light in a corner under the cover of this pile of spiritual weapons.

Ben Thunder Halberd, a war halberd made by the ancient refining master by observing the action posture of the ancient Heavenly Thunder Elephant Clan when it was galloping, when urging, the war halberd is covered with tiny thunder, and it does not need to consume the spiritual power of the martial artist, and if it is touched, it will have a paralyzing effect.

It contains the low-level martial arts of the ground level, the thunder split, all the thunder attribute martial artists use, they can activate their own spiritual power, if the fit is high, there is also a chance to understand the martial arts.

"This is quite suitable for me, I myself am the spiritual power of the thunder attribute, and I have cultivated the Extreme Dao Sutra, and the spiritual power has also been tempered to a very pure point, if you choose this battle halberd, you can almost 100% get the ground-level martial arts in it!"

Seeing the annotation of this battle halberd, Song Feng couldn't help but feel a little happy in his eyes.

It was as if it had been made for itself.

"However, this is too light, it feels like waving a wooden stick, and it feels a little uncomfortable!"

Song Feng held the Thunder Halberd in his hand and tried to wave it a few times, but his brows were furrowed, and his face was a little disappointed.

This halberd is estimated to weigh less than a hundred catties, and it is a lightweight war halberd, suitable for breaking through, and there are those warriors who pursue body skills.

For Song Feng, it is something that is dispensable.

As long as a warrior steps into the quenching realm, his strength has already been out of the ordinary, and ordinary mortals who lift more than a hundred pounds of items belong to Hercules, but for warriors, it is all trivial.

What's more, a martial artist like Song Feng who cultivates spiritual power, spiritual power and body refining, after the tempering of the Extreme Dao Sutra, not only spiritual power, but also physical strength is also very powerful, holding a halberd of less than a hundred catties in his hand is no different from playing with a wooden stick.

This is also one of the reasons why Song Feng doesn't like sword weapons, although there are also heavy swords and heavy swords, but they are still not heavy enough, although the power is huge, but he doesn't like it.

He likes weapons that weigh enough, if it is a halberd, according to his current cultivation, it will weigh at least three or four hundred catties, and it will only feel good when used.

"It's a pity, it would be nice to have a heavyweight halberd. ”

Song Feng looked at the war halberds on the shelves and shook his head in some disappointment.

"Brother Song, haven't you found your favorite weapon yet?"

Xiao Qingzhu and Guo Long also selected their spiritual weapons, walked in this direction of Song Feng, and looked at Song Feng empty-handed, both of them were a little stunned.

There are so many weapons on the first floor of this Spirit Treasure Pavilion, why can't you find a favorite one?

As for the situation of hiding the spirit weapon, it is absolutely impossible, the Spirit Treasure Pavilion is covered by a heavy formation, if there is an act of stealing the spirit weapon, it will automatically sound an alarm, attracting the elders who are guarding the Spirit Treasure Pavilion.

At a glance, I saw a simple and elegant sword hanging from Xiao Qingzhu's waist, and its scabbard was covered with cloud patterns, sharp and deep, it should be a good spiritual soldier.

As for that Guo Long, he was carrying a ghost-headed axe on his shoulder, and compared with his chubby figure and honest face, he was also a little inexplicably happy.

However, it's better than yourself, and you don't even have a spiritual weapon that suits you!

"There's no way, these halberds are too light and not suitable for me to use, it seems that this opportunity to receive spiritual weapons is going to be missed. ”

"You can only try your luck the next time you get to the second or third floor. ”

Song Feng's face was helpless, and he sighed to himself.

"It's not that you don't have the opportunity to find your favorite spiritual weapon at all, in this Spirit Treasure Pavilion, there is also a place called the Remnant Soldier Room, which houses some spiritual weapons that have been thrown into it for various reasons, and you may even find a high-grade spiritual weapon in it!"

Hearing the voice here, the deacon also walked over, and when he heard Song Feng's helpless words, he also opened his mouth to comfort him.

"The remnant room?"

Song Feng touched his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Listening to this name, it doesn't feel like a good place, as the name suggests, it should be those broken and no one can see it, or it should be the residue of an abandoned spiritual weapon!

However, now, I can only try my luck.

Because if he walked out of the Lingbao Pavilion empty-handed, Song Feng was really a little unwilling.